Antique lumber is not a commodity. It’s our history.
This tree was felled & quartered over a century ago. It grew while grizzly bears foraged the great tall grass prairies and the headwaters of the Colorado still reached the Sea of Cortez. History has a weight and a feel.
Trees don’t grow on a single plane. They grow on the north slope. They grow on the south slope. They grow through the canopy of cathedral forests. They grow in the open of a fire born terrain. Straight & refined. Flamed & coarse. The grain of the tree is the texture of the land.
Salvaged antique lumber is a finite dwindling resource. It’s not a commodity, it’s our history. Quality lumber has become more difficult to find. That’s why we explore & salvage it ourselves. We wield the chainsaw, we swing the hammer, we pull the nails.